As an 80s kid, my childhood was peppered with the sound and the shape of the Royal Enfield Bullet 350. It was a matter of pride to own and ride a Bullet and my father had (still does) a rather pretty 1965 example. I used to dream of riding this bike before I got my license and fast forward to 2020, I still enjoy riding it just as much as I did 25 years ago. It was a familiar sight and shape that greets you when you step out of the house and it hasn’t changed much over the years.
